She said Jerry was glad I had come back. Next time, she wants to make love to one of us at a time while the other watches. Alice feels that when we are all at it at the same time, we get in each other’s way sometimes.
In fact she said that the next time, there might be three of us guys. Before he left, Jerry suggested the bricklayer. He had been telling Jerry that Alice had a great body and that he would love to fuck her.
Alice told Jerry that if the bricklayer is serious, then bring him along next time. She’d love to try three at a time. I’m game. It seems the more she gets, the more she wants, and the more she wants, the more I get.—V.A., Fort Worth, Texas
SHIPBOARD LUAU
A year before my husband Rich and I were married, we went on a cruise to the Bahamas. It turned out to be a trip to remember, thanks to what happened one particular night.
It was Luau Night, and everyone was told to dress the part. I wore a flowered, backless sundress that was cut very low. All through dinner Rich could not keep his hands off me. He kept running them up my thighs and rubbing my clit until I was all hot, though not especially bothered, if you know what I mean. The hardest thing was trying to conceal how close to orgasm I was getting in front of the eight other people at our table.
There came a time when I realized I wouldn’t make it through the main course without having my dessert early, and by dessert I mean some high-voltage sex. I made up some cockamamie excuse about needing to change my shoes and Rich and I hurried out of the dining room and raced toward our cabin.
But before we could get there, we were kissing heatedly on the deck. Rich had me against a wall and was grinding his steaming crotch against mine. His cock was incredibly hard. He pressed the palms of his hands against my breasts, and I pushed back. I probed deeper and deeper into his mouth with my tongue.
I grabbed Rich’s hard cock through his shorts and pumped it up and down. Then, in the heat of our passion, we looked up and realized where we were. Immediately above us was the ship’s control room, and in it were four or five men in uniform, looking on with interest. We weren’t exactly looking for an audience, so we skedaddled. But we did like the idea of staying out in the open air, so we looked for another place to fool around.
We ended up on the top deck, both of us incredibly horny and dying to get into each other’s pants. We straddled a lounge chair that turned out to be only ten feet or so from another couple. But by this point we didn’t care who saw us. We resumed our playful teasing. Rich reached under my skirt, massaging my clit. I made no attempt to stay quiet, and moaned and squealed to the rhythm of his strokes.
Finally I leaned over and told him I couldn’t wait any longer. I had to have his long, stiff cock inside me. He led me to a dark corner, where I pulled his shorts down and ran my hands over the length of his cock. Then I knelt, licking the tip of it. When I stuffed the smooth, wide cockhead down my throat, he let out a loud, passionate moan. I was aware that the other couple nearby on deck was watching us, but that only turned me on more.
Rich lowered himself to the deck, and I glided his tool into my pussy. Slowly, feeling all of his thick, hard dick inside me, I moved up and down, treating myself to deep, hard thrusts. He leaned forward and kissed me. He grabbed my hips and lifted me up and down on his column. We alternated slow thrusts with fast ones, and climaxed together with moans and gasps loud enough to hear all over the ship.
There was no way of knowing how many people saw us during our night of passion. But everyone saw the big smiles we were wearing the next morning.—M.W., Astoria, New York
ORGY BEACH
The first time I went to a nude beach was while I was vacationing in Jamaica. I’d never been naked in public before, and the idea both excited and scared me. With some prodding by Eddie, my lover at the time, I reluctantly agreed to give it a shot.
As I climbed onto the small boat that ferried us to the tiny island where the nude beach was located, I felt as though everyone was watching me, already undressing me with their eyes, looking at my tits and nipples and my ass and pussy. Yet as the boat docked, I started to feel naughty too. I was getting excited about seeing everyone else as naked as I was about to be.
Eddie and I found a good spot beside an abandoned lifeguard tower. We spread out our mats and towels and removed all of our clothing. Although Eddie had done this before, he was a little embarrassed by the erection that sprouted between his legs the minute I peeled away my one-piece bathing suit. He was so excited, he couldn’t take his eyes off my naked bod.
We were both looking at the other nude couples too. Some of them were very sexy. I asked Eddie to rub suntan lotion on my back and shoulders. I was lying on my tummy, hiding my breasts and pussy from view, as I was still a bit shy. But as he rubbed lotion on the cheeks of my tender bottom, I began to give in to the sensuality of our surroundings.
The swaying palm trees and hot Caribbean sun, the nude lovers and voyeurs all around us, the muscular hands of my lover on my sleek body—they all made me hungry to do only one thing, and that was to come. I parted my legs, and Eddie got the hint. His fingers strayed to the lips of my pussy. The wetness was now running down my cunt lips and onto the towel beneath me.
As Eddie continued to finger me, my eyes wandered and landed on another couple near us. The man was squeezing his partner’s breasts and playing with her nipples. He moved his hands down between her legs and finger-fucked her the way Eddie was doing to me. The man sported a large erection that looked so good, I couldn’t help fantasizing about sucking it.
But Eddie’s penis was close at hand. It was hard as a rock, and I had a feeling it was going to be somewhere inside me before long. I continued to spy on the other couple as he fingered me closer and closer to orgasm. The woman discreetly caressed her lover’s hardness with the back of her hand. But he was bolder with her, sliding two fingers into her wet slit.
Her hips moved up and down to meet each of his probing thrusts. Her breasts swayed as she moved. Her pussy was covered with a thick forest of dark, curly hair that was probably dripping with perspiration and pussy juice. Her bottom was full and rounded, and pink from the intense morning sun.
Eddie was fingering me faster now, and I was wiggling like a worm, enjoying the mini-orgasms shooting through me and still watching the other couple do their thing. The woman was now rubbing the man’s bronzed nude body. She kneaded his shoulders and back firmly, rubbing the oil into his dark skin. Her nipples jutted straight out, and the tropical sea breeze tickled them like a thousand tiny feathers.
Suddenly the woman was looking at Eddie and me. She gave me a smile, and I knew she had been watching us too. I told Eddie to keep an eye on them as he continued to please me, but he said he was watching a different couple. They were splashing around in the shallow water, having a great time. Then they ran up to their blanket, which was only about twenty feet from ours.
She was a brunette with a very short haircut, small tits and tiny nipples. He was a blond with a hairless chest and a very muscular build. He had a tight butt, the kind that makes you want to stick your tongue up the ass. I saw that he was hard, though his penis and testicles were small. They pulled a blanket over themselves discreetly, but it was obvious from the moving lump of fabric that the woman was sucking the man’s cock for all she was worth!
The couple I’d been watching earlier was starting to go at it hot and heavy as well. The woman was sitting on her man’s bottom, rubbing lotion into his shoulders. She was rubbing her pussy up and down against his ass-cheeks. After several minutes of this, she rolled her lover over onto his back and, abandoning all discretion, impaled herself on his fully erect manhood.
Eddie and I watched them fuck. Both of us knew we were dying to do the same thing. I squeezed his erection and felt it throb in my grasp. He was still fingering me, but I was now also frigging my clit, overcome with lust from the sex going on all around us. The fucking couple was moaning and calling out, not caring who might hear. The woman was fingering herself as the
man thrust into her, his hands reaching up to fondle her breasts.
The blanket, meanwhile, had fallen away from the other two, and everyone on the beach was treated to the sight of this lovely young woman with short, dark hair sucking the dick of her man. She pumped it as she worshipped it with her mouth, moving her head up and down and giving him sensational head, judging from the look on his face.
I saw no reason to hold back any longer, and turned around and took Eddie’s prick between my lips. It was so fat with arousal that I could barely fit it in my mouth. Huge white drops of pre-come were already starting to ooze from the tip, and I lapped them up lovingly. People were looking at us, but we were just part of the mass orgy happening all over the beach.
Eddie spun around so he could eat my pussy while I sucked his dick. Soon I was corning again. I wanted to taste Eddie’s liquid, and told him to come for me.
“In your mouth?” he asked, ready to explode.
“Yes, in my mouth,” I told him.
All at once his entire body stiffened, and then the pearly juice poured forth from his hard, glistening cock. I sucked and swallowed as much as I could. What I wasn’t able to drink I let run down my chin onto my breasts. Taking my lover’s load made me come one more time. Wave after wave of orgasm shot all through my whole body.
I looked up to see that several couples, including the ones I’d been watching intently, had all focused their attention on us. I gave them all a smile as I swallowed the last of Eddie’s semen, then gave him a long, loving, semen-flavored kiss.
Needless to say, we spent the rest of our vacation visiting that nude beach and having wild sex out in the open for everyone to see. The fact that everyone else was doing it too made for the most incredible week of my life.
—S.W., Tulsa, Oklahoma
HEY, GOOD BUDDIES!
A couple of years after Jennie and I got married, CB radios became very popular, especially with truckers on the interstate highways. Like many people in those days, I had one installed in our car.
One day on a trip out of town, we listened in on some truckers talking about the good-looking “seat covers” in certain cars. Jennie wanted to know what they were talking about, and I explained that they were talking about the good-looking women they had passed on the road. A driver would broadcast the description of a car worth checking out, so his good buddies could keep an eye out for it.
My wife thought this was interesting, and hiked her short skirt up around her waist just as we were passing a truck. I saw what she was doing and deliberately slowed down so the driver could get a good look. And a good look he got. Immediately a description of our car was broadcast over the radio. My wife really heated up when she heard what the trucker was saying about how good she looked. She rose up high in her seat, slid her panties off and exposed her pussy for him!
We continued up the interstate for several more miles, passing one horny trucker after another. From the conversation over the radio, we knew truckers were slowing down in front of us so they could catch a glimpse of my wife’s bare vagina.
But all good things must come to an end, I thought as I pulled off the highway to get some gas. As I drove into the station, I noticed that my wife still had her panties off and her skirt up high. Her hairy cunt was in full view of the gas-station attendant.
I told him to fill it up, and headed for the rest room. When I came out, I could see the attendant washing the passenger side of the windshield. He was really giving it a good going-over, and getting a good look at the sexy lady inside. I paid for the gas and got into the car, to find my wife masturbating with a big grin on her face. The attendant’s eyes were locked on her finger, which was moving in a blur over her clitoris. When she came, she blew him a kiss and I drove off.
We had such a great time that day that we’ve continued to do the same thing for many years. I know a lot of truckers read your magazine. I’m sure many of them will recognize my wife from her saucy activities on the interstate.—K.J., Cincinnati, Ohio
DANCING THE THREE-STEP
I recently earned a big promotion with my company. The promotion carried with it a transfer from Detroit to New Orleans.
My girlfriend Nicole was ready to leave me because I’d been such a jerk, concentrating more on my career than on our relationship. I was able to talk her into taking the drive to Louisiana with me, hoping we could work out our differences in the car. Nicole is five feet ten inches tall, a former model, with an athletic body, blonde hair and blue eyes. She is also a wonderful woman, and I didn’t want to let her go.
We’d been driving a couple of hours when we pulled off the highway into a small town for something to eat. Although it was just three in the afternoon, we saw a bar and went in to have a drink first. The place turned out to be a strip club, but Nicole wanted to see what it was like inside.
There were only a few other people there, and we got a seat right in front of the stage and ordered our drinks. There was a young redheaded girl onstage just beginning her set. She had big, floppy tits and a cute, plump body. Nicole watched with excited eyes as the girl went through her sexy routine.
One of the dancers came over and introduced herself to us as Lisa. She was twenty years old, with shoulder-length jet-black hair. She had the kind of thin, slinky body that’s always given me wet dreams. To my astonishment, Lisa came right out and asked Nicole if she wanted to make love. We were both taken aback, but I could see that Nicole was intrigued by the possibilities.
Another round of drinks was all it took to get her loosened up enough to join Lisa in a sexy dance beside our table. It wasn’t a dance for long. Before my very eyes, Lisa took off her bikini, leaving herself totally nude except for her high-heel shoes. When Nicole lifted her skirt to her waist, I saw for the first time that day that she wasn’t wearing underwear. Her shaved pocket was visible for everyone in the club, from bartenders to dancers to patrons, to see.
Next Nicole unbuttoned her blouse, which made her round, firm tits sway freely to the music. Her nipples were as hard as Lisa’s. They took turns sucking each other’s beautiful tits. People in the club cheered them on, and the dancer onstage, after finishing her set, watched them while playing with her pussy.
I had a hard-on so enormous, I had to unzip my pants for fear it would break though my zipper. The moment I freed up my cock, however, it erupted, the gooey cream coating my hands like syrup. Nicole and Lisa looked over at me and smiled, pleased that their little rendezvous had given me such instant pleasure.
Lisa got down on her knees and started licking Nicole’s thighs, then snaked her tongue into her gash. She slid a finger in my girlfriend’s ass and pumped it in and out, while wiggling the tip of her tongue against Nicole’s clitoris. She plunged deep into Nicole’s cunt, lapping at the tangy walls and causing Nicole to shudder with an orgasm that left her hanging onto a tabletop for balance.
Lisa came toward me now, and gave me a kiss that took my breath away. She made sure that I sucked all of Nicole’s sweet juices off her hot tongue. She straddled me and ground her pussy against my crotch while I sucked her huge protruding nipples. My cock was filling with blood again and was soon immensely erect.
Nicole was sitting next to us with her skirt up and her blouse open, playing with her clit and nipples. I put my hand between Lisa’s legs. Her trimmed pubes were totally soaked. I pressed my cockhead against the opening to her vagina, and she rotated her hips until I was inside.
With a squeal she sighed, “You two are so hot!” She pumped up and down on me for a few moments, grunting, her fingers pressed hard into the flesh of my back. “Fuck me!” she groaned.
Nicole knelt on the floor behind Lisa and positioned herself so she could lick Lisa’s sweaty ass-cheeks as I boned her. Lisa was moving so wildly, I could barely stay on the chair. At last we all ended up on the floor and continued our show, which everyone was now watching.
Lisa lay on top of me, and Nicole put her mouth between the dancer’s legs. I could see my girlfriend licking
Lisa’s cunt as I fucked her. Her tongue was wet against my cock as it slid in and out of Lisa’s gripping snatch.
“Eat my asshole, you tart!” Lisa cried out, and Nicole did just that, snaking the tip of her tongue into the clenched channel, then sliding the entire thing inside. Lisa growled with lust as I fucked her pussy and Nicole sucked her ass. She climaxed with a scream that had everyone cheering.
Just as I was about to come, I pulled my cock out of Lisa’s cunt and stuck it into Nicole’s quim. My girlfriend was so worked up, I had her climaxing in seconds. It was a good thing too, because I was right behind her, spewing most of my load into her deep pussy. I saved the last few drops for Lisa, who let me squirt them on her breasts. The crowd cheered, crying for more, but we were spent.
Nicole and I didn’t hit the road again until the weekend. We spent the next two days at Lisa’s place, having enough sex to fill a whole year’s issues of Forum. Our erotic three-way affair with Lisa saved our relationship, I’m happy to say. Nicole and I are now happily married.—J.K., New Orleans, Louisiana
DISPLAYING DENISE
My fiancée Denise and I recently spent spring break in Florida. You might think we’re a little old to be hanging around all those college kids, but we found that the party atmosphere, with all that raw, dripping, uninhibited sexuality in the air, makes us horny as hell and leads to some incredible sex.
Denise is a gorgeous blonde well into her thirties, tall, with the most magnificent pair of legs I’ve ever had wrapped around me. Although she’s never said it in so many words, I think she likes to give all those nineteen-year-old girls a run for their money. And the first time we did spring break, she did just that.
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